I have been thinking to myself. I noticed that there is absolutely no reason to being living. Our sole purpose in life is, plainly, just to exist. We die and everything goes on as usual. People say "oh what about those good times you will have." They all go away when you die. "What about if someone loves you." They will die too and he/she/it will not matter when you are dead. There is no reason to live. There is no purpose in life. We might as well all die now, since there is no point. The universe would go on as usual and we are nothing but a speck in the universe. I do believe in existentialism. That is just a fancy word for: our sole purpose in life is just to exist. Nothing more. Nothing less. I want some of the Beach members to agrue their position. I think that I have started the discussion so I will let you guys take over.